Page 4 of Wrecked
He shot her a smile. “Thirty.” He removed his foot.
She flipped him the finger as the doors closed.
“Whatcha need?” he asked the trainee.
“Maybe we can talk at dinner.” She tucked her strawberry blonde hair behind her ear.
“No can do. We can’t discuss anything work-related in public.”
“Cooper said we’re in a private room.” She unbuttoned her paint-soaked shirt, revealing a white tank underneath.
As she slipped the shirt off, he didnotglance at her chest. He’d never dated an Operative, hadn’t slept with one either. Wasn’t about to fuck that up now.
“We’ll talk next week,” he said.
Ignoring him, she moseyed over to the sitting room, sank in a chair at one of the small, round tables, and waved him over. “Five minutes.”
Rather than sit beside her, Hawk sat across the table. She leaned forward, shoved her boobs together. Again, he didn’t look, but his peripheral vision gave him an eyeful.
“I’ve got my private pilot’s license,” she began. “Addison mentioned that you’re the only Operative who’s also a pilot.”
“Yup.”
“I love flying, so I thought it would make sense if I learned to fly helos.” Leaning back, she cocked her head to the side. “Can you train me?”
Hawk bit back a laugh. She could take legit flying lessons at any regional airport in the Washington-Baltimore region. “No can do. Kathy, right?”
Her smile fell away. “It’s Karen.”
“I’m not qualified to teach, plus my schedule’s packed.”
Stryker Truman and Jericho Savage walked into the hotel, spotted Hawk, and beelined over. Stryker was covered in paint splotches. Jericho’s clothes were paint free.
Hawk tossed them a nod. “Yo, baby, how’d you guys do?”
“Cooper finally let me play the bad guy,” Jericho began. “I killed every Operative on our team.”
Laughing, Stryker gestured to his clothing. “He annihilated us. It was brutal.”
Jericho grinned. “It was a blast.” He flicked his gaze to the new hire. “Jericho Savage.”
“Yeah, I know who you guys are,” Karen replied. “You’re ALPHA legends.”
“What’s your name?” Stryker asked.
“I’m Karen. I started last month. Came over from Fairfax County PD.”
“Welcome to the real world,” Jericho replied.
“You two going to dinner?” Hawk asked.
Jericho said. “We gotta. I’m headin’ out after. Miss my woman.”
“When’s she due?” Stryker asked.
“Beginning of August.”
“That’s just a few weeks away,” Hawk said.
